Beckoning it to the realms of your body
You sing like a siren
Causing me to lose control
Your depths, they soothe me
In times of desparate measures...
Your most beautious quality
Your Soul
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Beckoning it to the realms of your body You sing like a siren Causing me to lose control Your depths, they soothe me In times of desparate measures... Your most beautious quality Your Soul
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| macphilips November 26, 2003 06:31 AM PST  Very brilliantly done poems... thats very nice. I also write poems too...maybe a visit to my blog will confirm that. I loved yur poems..from now i will be a constant visitor. Cya. | ||
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